| I touchdown at 11: 45 with a 50 pound lick and a couple hard nines
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| Now I’m back on the grind on my side I got a nine
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| And I’m a go blind if you disrespect my mind
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| Fuck, I’m fresh out that pad door still smokin' cali dro
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| Still totin' calicos
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| You niggas ought to know I was cold at 16, man I’m in n out of prison
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| My father figure dead so that’s how a nigga livin'
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| What would you do, if you was Boo?
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| Kill every nigga who hate on you
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| Ridin round scared thinkin' a nigga finna play with you
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| I’m Rambo in that bottom cause I lay down law
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| It’s consequences when u play me cause I lay down chalk
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| If you ain’t heard about Lil Boosie then I’m making my mark
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| I cutt ya throat and take ya house, thats that Souja Slim talk
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| If you got money they can’t never hold it down in the dark
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| They can make you feel brave but that money don’t talk, and I…
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| I touchdown cause hell
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| Touchdown to cause hell x3
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| And I told myself I wasn’t go go to jail but I lied
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| Now my Momma on her knees and she cry
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| And my daughter askin' where her daddy at and why? |
| (where he at and why?)
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| Now the feds on a nigga heart
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| Got to put my whip up cause Lil Boosie smart
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| I touchdown, I’m blues in the block
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| If ya owe me better pay me or I’m bruisin' ya now
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| To tall you hoes who ain’t chose don’t holla now
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| I got a lot of money now and I’m wilder now
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| Look, they take yo' ring you frog eyed lookin' bitch
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| You gon' take my .45 cause you can’t afford a nigga shit
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| Oh well give me a bun, put me back and learn
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| Joel I’m in this bitch and no I don’t learn
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| Got to get my pad and hit my bunk and write some savage shit
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| Wait on my name to be called like hash packing shit |